Arrancar ApplicationSimply FAAAAABULOUS!!!
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Name: Ambroise Lancelot Dion
Alias/Nicknames: Ammy, Lance, Rose,
Sir dance-A-LotAge300
Visual Age: usually between 16-38
Gender: Female...But likes to pretend that shes/hes a guy.
Zanpakutō's Name: La Mariposa Brillante Brillante (The Brightly Shining Butterfly)
Call out Phrase: Ven conmigo aleteo(Come Flutter with me!)
Innate Ability: Metamorphosis: She's a shapechanger. Thats simple enough right? Ammy can change his physical features to mimic anyone she can imagine. Whats more her reishi signature changes to match that of who ever hes imitating. She does not gain any of the powers or abilitys of the other person, nore does her strength change in any ways. She just mimics everything about them from the way they walk and talk to the feel of their reishi.
She can retain the new shape for as long as she wishes, though is she sleeps or is rendered unconscious by some means she reverts back to her original state. If forced to revert it takes hours for her to regain use of this power.
Status Ranked: Curatro
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Personality:HAPPY,HAPPY FUN TIME! Im sure everyone has scream this phrase at least once in their lives, but have you ever met someone who embody's it? The answer is more then likely a resounding NO! How could any living person party all day and all night, drink tell there was nothing left to drink, fuck tell everyone else couldn't move? The answer is they can't, but the good news is Ammy can. She is a ball of energy that just doesn't know when to quit, hell he probably doesn't even know what that word means!! Quitting means you leave something unfinished and thats just a sin she cant bring her self to make!
Im not going to say he doesn't take it easy, but even when she does manage to sit down and just 'relax' it seems like hes going to just bounce out of her skin!! Though he has been known to just lay back and listen to music for hour on end, not caring that the out side world was passing her by(Because lets be honest, she can catch right back up in but a moments notice). In fact he enjoys watching the world move by, watching the never ending changes that mark the human world.
As someone who lives for change and adventure she has come to love humanity as the massively chaotic force that it is, and in his own way he cares for them. She seeks to make great glory filled changes in the world of both the living and the dead... And how better to do that then cause mass chaos and destruction? Come on people, let start a riot!!
Birthday: April 12th
Birthplace:Paris
Natural Race: Flamboyant Frenchman/Frenchwoman(French, Human)
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Likes:Cake, candy, turtles, walrus, flutterbys(Butterflys), music, dancing, Laughter, Nice cloths, getting down and dirty, people questioning his...her gender?
Dislikes: Dirt, overtly vulgar behavior, the word hate, the name Erica, Peaches, deep water, the color red.
Hobbies: Dancing, Singing, Photography, Baking(With love)
Favorite Food: Anything made with love <3
Favorite Music MUSIC!! Music might as well be his lifes blood, for she would sooner die then stop dancing, stop singing, stop living (un)life to its fullest! He loves and listens to anything and evrything with at least a half way decent beat
Forte in Sports: Currently unknown, doesn't like playing sports.
Special Skill: One hell of a dancer, hairstylist, amazing vocals, can mimic a voice after hes heard it once.
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Remains of Hollow Mask: Located behind and around each of his/hers ears.
Number Tattoo Location: Middle of his right hand.
Aspect of Death Extravagance
In life the only regret one should have is that some pleasures where left unsampled, and roads untraveled! Luckily Ammy managed to sample just about every pleasure that the world of the living had to offer. Sadly it lead to her death, luckily death wasn't the end.
Hollow Hole Location: Middle of her left hand.
Cero Color Teal
Gran Rey Cero Color: Gold and royal purple
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AppearanceHeight: 5'8''
Weight:160 lbs
Blood Type: AB-
Measurements: chest 38 inches, 31 inch waist when in preferred male. 22 B bust size with a 20 inch waist while in preferred female.
Appearance Description: As a shape changer(And a skilled one at that) no one can be sure what Ammy really looks like. But this being said she does come back to one appearance much more often then some others, and that is of a woman(Man?) in her mid to late twenty's. Her hair is the color of fresh plums the falls to her mid back with small if perky breasts. Her gait while in this form is light and bouncy and she seems to float instead of walk. Her face is set in a perpetual smile, even as she dances on your face. In fact she seems to get happier and more charming as things escalate.
In his preferred male form Lance is a strapping young man with wide shoulders and a strong if lithe frame. He has the same hair but its pulled back into a pony tail instead of being let free and his face while delicate also has the hard lines of someone whose seen just a tad to many things. Though that smile and whimsical manner is still there.
Clothing: Well her clothing tends to be more then flashy and show. It tends to scream "COME LOOK AT ME!". Bright colors, neon lights, glitter and gems all have a place in his wardrobe. In fact she seems to get an odd pleasure from shock others with his choice of clothing. From Vegas show girl out fits, to tuxedos lined with neon. Nothing is off limits, nothing is beyond her fashion sense. But one this is for sure, no matter what he wears he looks FABULOUS!!
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StoryA rather glorious life
Life, life held so many wonders for the young girl that would one day become a beautiful woman. Everyday lead to new and more fantastic wonders. Every hour was filled with wonder upon wonder and every second something new and rich filled the eyes of a being who had yet to see anything of consequence. Because to a to young child everything is new, everything is spectacular and everything is simply beautiful.
And so it was the same for Ammy, but being born into the rather decedent house of Dion in eighteenth century France did help matters along. She had everything a child could ask for, the nicest of cloths, the best foods, and the most talented of tutors money could buy. In fact she had everything she could ever want and more, but for some reason the greedy little girl still wanted, still craved more and this only got worse as she grew older. Bluntly, she became a self entitled bitch who could and would demand anything and everything of the people around her.
The sad thing was most gave in and did just what she wanted, feeding her ego, feeding her need for more and more outrageous things. If one day she decided she wanted to taste human flesh, well she would find a way to make that happen. IT seemed like she fed off the taboo that came with the things she did, in fact the more taboo the more likely she would be to do it. From sleeping with her drugged father, to dancing naked through the streets she did enough to make Caligula proud.
An Ignoble Death
Oddly her death came in a rather peaceful way, rather then at the hands of the people she abused, ohh no that was far to good for her, or so the fates seemed to think. No instead of dying a glorious death on a pyre she drowned in a pool of her own vomit after indulging just a tad to much.If there was a party the next day well... It had nothing to do with her passing. Nothing at all!
A Rise to power
Most of her years as a plus and hallow are lost to the winds of time, but what she does remember is the vastness of the desert and the all consuming need to eat and devour all that came in front of her...it? In time mind and sentience came back to her, and with that a purpose. Oddly or maybe not so oddly it was the same one she had in life, to try and experience as many things as she could before her time was finally up...Again.
With this clarity of purpose held firmly in mind she set off to find some new and interesting things to do... And she did, she was happy but the people she entertained where not.
((So im not entirely sure what gos into becoming an Arrancar so i hope this works out well enough, if not help or pointers would be nice^^ ))
Fighting Style:Some people would claim that one could not fight extravagantly. Well they would be wrong! Thats the one and only word that a be used to describe the moments,
patterns, attacks and defenses of this most flamboyant of fighting styles. Everything from the blows she throws to the blocks he makes seem to be telegraphed. But the thing is they really arn't shes just so sporadic in her movements that it just seems like she attacking when in all actuality shes defending, or making you think shes moving one only to suddenly reverse his course and strike from an unanticipated direction, and with all this shes yipping, screaming, dancing and throwing glitter all around. All in all its rather odd to see...
Strengths: Erratic and hard to predict and just plain disconcerting.
Weaknesses: HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT HES DOING HALF THE TIME! And the other half is just filled with awkward moments.
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ZanpakutōZanpakutō's Name: La Mariposa Brillante Brillante (The Brightly Shining Butterfly)
Sealed form: Takes the form of a small if ornate tanto dagger that she has secreted away on her person at all times. Its black and red Lacquered sheath has stylized butterfly's on it.
Resurrección: After releasing her Zan Ammy looks like nothing more then an oversized nature spirit. With large butterfly wings, long ears with the remneants of her mask now prominent on them. Her hair stays the same length and color but she gains a tight fitting outfit colored in the same pattern as her butterflies.
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Call out Phrase: Ven conmigo aleteo(Come Flutter with me!)
Core Ability: When released, thousands of brightly colored butterflies seem to spring forth from Ammys body, covering the area directly around her in a thick mat of pretty but deadly insects. With every flap of her wings still more seem to appear(No she doesn't need to flap her wings to fly but she likes the effect it gives) with the max amount of butterflies topping out at around 100 thousand of the creatures(Takes ten posts to get to this amount). These butterflies are controlled and directed by Ammys will and she has various techniques that make use of these creatures. There basic mode of attack is the fact that each of the butterflies have razor sharp wings capable of cutting even the hardest of materials.
- Ammys butterflies:
Techniques:
Fluttershy: This defensive technique causes Ammy's body to turn into nothing more then a cloud of the creatures she spawns making all melee based attacks fail utterly. That being said, anything energy based (Such as Cero, Kido and certain Zanpakto abilities) deal twice the damage they normally would if they connect. 2 post duration with a 2 post cool down.
Dance of the Monarch: With a simple gesture, Ammy causes all her accumulated butterflies to form a spinning vortex around her that acts almost like a blender, slicing and dicing anything that gets caught in its path. This in no way forms an impassible barrier, but it does make closing with her a risky venture at best.
Butterfly Mine Field: Willing her butterflies to spread out around the area, she can charge them with her rashi and cause them to explode. With each individual butterfly having the strength of her standard Bala. This technique kills off all of Ammy's accumulated butterflies, thus making her an easy target if this last ditch effort does not work.
Barfala Vendetta: A more refined version of the above technique, though no where near as destructive. This allows Ammy to pick and choose which of her butterflies explode and which do not. With every 50 butterflies used counting as one ceros worth of destructive power. Most often used when surrounding an opponent with her creatures.
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(RP sample 1495 words)- Spoiler:
A leaf fell, and calm if icy eyes fallowed it's meandering decent and watched as it was whisked by a sudden and not so unexpected breeze. Still his eyes fallowed that leaf as it floated through the palace grounds. Past trees around and over bushes and most impressively, it managed to avoid one of an army of groundskeepers necessary to keep the massive grounds tame and civilized. It was a shame that was needed, he personally thought that this center of civilization could use a touch of the wilder, natural world. But he had a feeling that asking the groundskeepers to let everything just grow would not go over well, and he didn't want to alienate any of the staff just yet. In fact he was trying his to make some sort of positive relation with any that he could... For now most rejected his advances of friendship in the most gracious and curtius ways they could manage. With a sighs he spread his bare toes wide and felt the damp ground beneath him. It felt good, different then home for sure, but the ground still had the same feeling of life even if it was deeper down then he was used to. But he guessed he would grow used to this eventually, but there was no telling how many years would pass tell that happened.
He looked back around the tamed wilderness around him and smiled before letting him self sink to the ground beneath the branches of a near by tree. Autumn was upon them, yet the air smelled of spring and birds still roosted in the branches about him. IT was a pretense he knew, soon enough the leafs would turn and the birds would flee to warmer climates. The snow would come sooner after and the world would sleep tell the true spring came again.It was all a pretense but he thanked what ever gods and goddesses watched over the land for everyday of warmth that was given them. His people needed it, so many homes had been lost and so many fields had been razed that Qin feared for the people of this ancient land. How would some bare the winter? How would some be fed? He would help where he could but Xing was no longer the rich nation it had once been and its coffers where stretched thin as it was. But food needed to be imported, and homes needed to be rebuilt and he gave as much to those projects as he could.
He sighed and leaned back against the rough bark of the tree with out a care for his clothing or the state of his being. No he would not be held by the constrictions of the court when alone, and if others had problems with that well, they could whine but it wouldn't change his mind, nor would it cause him to change his actions. He would walk bare chested in storms, he would walk bare footed through the grounds and when necessary he would play the part of the exalted emperor. But only when necessary would he uphold that pomp and ceremony willingly. he reached into his pocket and closed his oddly blue eyes and pulled out a cigarette and lite it quickly before puffing on it in contentment. IT was odd how relaxing that simple action was, inhaling and exhaling over and over again. He knew it had to do more with the chemicals that where released then anything else, but he found tremendous comfort in the simple action that accompanied that. It was a short escape, and it helped him collect his thoughts.
He opened his eyes and watched as the puffs of smoke escaped his lips and floated forever upward into the clear blue sky, he watched them and as fast as they had come they disappeared into the wind. He finished smoking a little while later and gently flicked out what remained of the heat before dropping the burnt up stub back into his pocket. He stood then and stretched, his back arching back his arms raised to the sky. "Back to the world now." He let his face fall back into the small smile that was his norm and made his way back to the palace proper, his steps carrying him swiftly through the trees, his bare feet making his gait almost noiseless .His day had started hours ago, so why did it feel like he had only just begun?
Dressing for state occasions back home had always been a thing Qin dreaded, the fancy cloths just didn't feel right to the man who spent his days walking about his land bare foot and in cloths more befitting the conman man. Now that he resided in a residence that made his home look like the lowest hovel with responsibility's that made the management of his own little piece of the world something trivial in comparison. Qin was disturbed by that thought, but was disturbed him more was that he understood how insignificant he and most other people had been in the grand scheme of things. Life had always taken new and interesting turns for him, from the day he had left home to the day he had returned nothing had gone as he had expected. He had left home a boy, bitter and angry at what he was forced to do(No matter how much he had come to enjoy it). He had joined the army thinking to make him self something more then what he was and in the end he had, just not in a way he had expected.In the end, when he finally managed to return home, so many things had changed and he had grown into something no one would have ever suspected. Yet he remained deep at his core, the young boy that loved to walk barefoot through the forest as it stormed over head.
Even now, when he had achieved something he had never even dreamed of, Qin was much the same as he had ever been. Which was obvious by the state of his dress as he entered his own private chambers. With a haste that only showed when he was alone he cleaned and changed into a more imperial outfit who's colors reminded him of his own lands. Rich greens and reds that almost seemed to blend together. The outfit was richer then anything he had ever cared to wear back in his day as a minor clan leader, in fact it would have cost more then the total of all his cloths he thought. the outer robe alone could have cost as much if not more then a months food for the average household. The sheer ostentation was nearly enough to make the man sick, but he had excepted the position and all that came with it, he had no right to complain.
With a slight roll of his shoulders he finally settled the stiff material into place about him and stepped out of his chambers and made his unhurried way to the audience chamber that might as well have been a home away from home. As he neared he nodded to who ever happened to meet his eyes, a small if pleasant smile on his face. For their part, the staff did their duty and offered stiff if formal bows and moved on about their business. He could only shake his head at that, they still didn't know him and whats more they didn't trust him which was by far more important. Truth be told he had contemplated bringing his own people into the palace, to surround him self with people he had grown to trust and know over the years. But in the end he had decided against it, displacing the natives would have caused unnecessary hardships and it would have looked like he didn't trust the people who had worked in the palace from before his sudden and unexpected rise to power.
He entered the throne room then and stopped... Siting at the base of his throne where two hooded figures... And his guards where no where to be seen. This was a rather interesting predicament all things considered, because this room usually held close to twenty men at all times of night and day. " IT seems youve done away with my guards... Thats rather rude of you dont you think?" His alkehestry kicked in as soon as the first word left his mouth, and he knew that the two figures could almost feel their blood start to race. When Qin spoke, he spoke with the voice of the dragon, and no living thing was unaffected by him. "Though i doubt you killed them, or done them any harm, considering the alarms where not sounded and your still in the land of the living... So that begs the question of who you are and what you want and those questions will be answered promptly"
Hankou (Resistance) – 9
Reiryoku (Spiritual Energy) – 16
Hakudo (Physical Combat) - 9
Seijuu (Energy Control) – 16
Bukijuu (Weapon Control) – 9
Hoho (Speed) – 16
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